Dear lady in the bus, puffing your face in such a rush. your mask, a combination of powder and paint, with enough perfume to make one faint. Is this your armor to conceal yourself? Or a signal that you need help? Does your loneliness affect who you really are? to be close to someone but yet, emotionally far. You're beautiful inside and out, regardless of what color is your mouth. I don't mean to impose, but by the way your man poses, his swagger and arrogant arms around you, he won't get to know the real you, the way that I would do.